One Great Bruise

One great bruise

Hues of purple and green,

One caused by violence

Of fists against flesh

Others by the brutality

Of words screamed and shouted

At bowed heads

Pain inflicted

Needing healing

That has yet to come

One great bruise

Delivered by uncaring hands

One great bruise, colorless but deep

Delivered by tongues on fire

That care not what pain they inflict

Who bears the shield

That would protect?

Where the arms

With tender embrace

To comfort and to heal?

Come forth!

Come forth!

You’re needed now

Let brutality fall away

And peace reside

I will Remember you

I stand alone, but not alone

On this cold November Day

Remembering men and women, who

A century and more ago

Faced the guns and laid down lives

That we may meet again

In freedom and in peace

Across this land we remember you

With sad but grateful hearts

And let us pass on the command

To Remember this day

Lest we Forget

No, never again

The price for freedom

Was paid by those

Who lay in ditches and trenches,

While above the guns roared on and on and on

The guns were silenced

As they must be

In every land on earth

And let us not forget

No, never

That we each bear responsibility

To “let peace begin with me”

And never take for granted

This gift of yours,

You men and women

Who faced the guns

To grant us all the freedom

I stand alone, but not alone

As hearts and minds across this land

Remember you again

Prayer for Healing for All People

Divine One, I beg of you,

Stretch out your healing hand

So much hurt, so much pain

engulfs this world

Divine One, Do you see us?

Do you see the suffering?

So many ill, so many dying

Divine One, please

Stretch our your healing hand

Touch hardened hearts, touch mine, I plead

Grant my legs strength to walk abroad

Over hills and over vales

Divine One, touch my mind,

Help me understand

Bless these hands,

Let them work for you and for all people,

Those I know and love so well

And those I have yet to meet

Divine One, strengthen these arms

To lift the fallen ones

Give sweetness to my lips,

So that the words that fall from my mouth

May bring comfort to help sad hearts sing

Divine One, please

Deliver me and shield me please,

Now, as I go forth to serve and honour

Thee

(Please note: these words were given me as I lay in bed waiting for sleep to come. Do not ascribe these words to me but to the Divine One, who loves and watches over us all.)

Let the Moon Dance

Light refracted

Dancing energies

In every hue

Light redirected

In colors bright

Dancing on

Throughout the night

Darkness split

As light pours through

Out of focus

Mixed, untrue

And still, and yet

The dance goes on

Distortion

Awaken Me

Barnacles image courtesy of Pixabay

Am I one of the ‘unawakened ones’?

Are there barnacles covering my soul,

Like those that encrust the ship hulls at anchor?

Please come awaken me, Divine One

Remove those crusty, bitter bits that cling

Soften any hardness in my heart

So that my soul may sing again

Repair the broken pieces

Heal the cracks and tears

If you will it, it shall be done

This I trust, Divine One

Please, come

Not my stuff, but so hilarious I had to share

Found on Facebook and it made me laugh. It was written by Jan Beaumont, Auckland NZ

Don’t we all needs things to make us laugh these days? Here it is, enjoy:

If you’re a senior, you will love this hilarious Pandemic poem from New Zealand.

“I’m normally a social girlI love to meet my mates

But lately with the virus here

We can’t go out the gates.

You see, we are the ‘oldies’ now

We need to stay inside

If they haven’t seen us for a while

They’ll think we’ve upped and died.

They’ll never know the things we did

Before we got this old

There wasn’t any Facebook

So not everything was told.

We may seem sweet old ladies

Who would never be uncouth

But we grew up in the 60s –

If you only knew the truth!

There was sex and drugs and rock ‘n roll

The pill and miniskirts

We smoked, we drank, we partied

And were quite outrageous flirts.

Then we settled down, got married

And turned into someone’s mum,

Somebody’s wife, then nana,

Who on earth did we become?

We didn’t mind the change of pace

Because our lives were full

But to bury us before we’re dead

Is like a red rag to a bull!

So here you find me stuck inside

For 4 weeks, maybe more

I finally found myself again

Then I had to close the door

!It didnt really bother me

I’d while away the hour

I’d bake for all the family

But I’ve got no bloody flour!

Now Netflix is just wonderful I like a gutsy thriller

I’m swooning over IdrisOr some random sexy killer.

At least I’ve got a stash of booze

For when I’m being idle

There’s wine and whiskey, even gin

If I’m feeling suicidal!

So let’s all drink to lockdown

To recovery and health

And hope this bloody virus

Doesn’t decimate our wealth.

We’ll all get through the crisis

And be back to join our mates

Just hoping I’m not far too wide

To fit through the flaming gates!”

Author – Jan Beaumont, Auckland NZ https://www.facebook.com/janbeamont/

In gratitude for this good earth

The grandeur of mountains

The secrets of the sea

Raging rivers and quietly moving streams

Lush green meadows

And valleys sweet and low

Aw, good earth, what pleasures you bestow

The stars spread across the universe

The moon that guides the tides

The sun so far above us, warming all below

Winged creatures, and those that walk on land

Whales, and fish and swimming things

Flowers and trees and more

What treasure you have given us

What wonders to be seen

Life is full and plenty, a joy to behold

I am grateful, so very grateful

For all that I can see and hear

For all the beauty of this world

Divine One, I give you thanks

For the abundance you have given

I thank you for each day I’m blessed

To be here; to be living

Let Compassion Be Our Guide

And when he lays upon that bed

Alone in his suffering,

Then will he see

Will his eyes be opened,

To his frivolity?

When he lays upon that bed

Will visions of superiority comfort him,

He that thought himself above such commonality?

When he lays upon that bed

Will arrogance still hold sway?

Or might his heart be softened,

By experiencing first hand this dread?

Do we lower ourselves to a level

We construe to be unkind?

Or do we beg for mercy

From the One and Holy Divine?

To wish not hot coals be delivered on his head

But a change of mind and purpose

For the one who has misled so many

So, come now, please Divine One

Let your compassion be our guide

And let not his sins be the occasion

For us to judge and to deride

Take from our minds the temptation,

The urge to dance ‘I told you so’

Let us seek sober thought and reason

Let us not be set adrift on the ocean of unforgiveness

Let your compassion be our guide

A Call for Mercy

Your frustration, like a toxic cloud, leaks into the air

Negative energies, like a million porcupine quills, stab my spirit

Waves of anger, hatred, cruelly aimed to pierce my soul

Disturbing my peace and sending contentment into the abyss

I try to walk away, to defend myself with space

Your anger follows me seeking that vulnerable crevice,

That crack where it can invade and poison

I cry out to the Divine One for protection, for help

And help comes, bathing me in consolation

I will not be your emotional punching bag, I refuse

And the Divine One, the great mystery, sends help

In human form with warm heart and empathy

With gentle hands and understanding eyes

And I am absolved, forgiven, for my part in this unholy dance

And in my weakness, I am given strength

To persevere, to rise above

The sharpened arrows flung with abandon

A shield surrounds me, protection given

Darkness pierced by loving kindness

And I heal, slowly, slowly I heal

And I am made whole again

And as before the emotional storm

All is well, all is well

Peace and contentment return, like a loyal dog

To dispatch the final dregs of unease

And I call this, ‘mercy’

A Prayer for this journey

Divine One

As I enter one more period of time

When much is unknown and the future uncertain

Guide me on my path

Divine One, please

Help me to always seek You

Help me know and understand your guidance

Lend me Your strength as I wander down this strange and unfamiliar road

Divine One

Thank you for your faithful and constant care

And, if I should meet other wanderers during my odyssey

Let me lift my hand and point to you

My ever-present guide and blessed anchor